Solving Middle Age Crisis by Intelligence System

Chapter 760 491: You Are the Most Generous Huaxia Person I’ve Ever Met! (Part 2)

It truly is a deal that delights both the buyer and the seller......

At the same time, a political trade is happening inside the Vice President's office in Washington's White House.

The parties involved are Vance behind the desk and Aguilar, the number two figure in the Democratic Party, sitting across from him.

Aguilar's fists are clenched tightly, his facial muscles twitching constantly, suggesting he is very agitated.

Just moments ago, Vance actually asked him and Greenfield to team up and pressure party leader Hakeem to step down, or initiate a motion of removal, to revoke his leadership position;

Then, support Greenfield to become the party leader!

Isn't that just like sending the woman he loves to the bed of a sworn enemy? Who could accept that!

It's a position he's coveted for a long time, so much so that he even hired an assassin on the dark web, hoping to take out Greenfield during his trip to Guatemala and then blame someone else.

Too bad that guy Greenfield has great luck and escaped unscathed.

Vance of course noticed his dissatisfaction, but his face still wore a gentle smile: "Aguilar, I understand your ambitions. No one likes being subordinate, especially a capable leader like you."

"But politics often requires us to compromise appropriately to achieve greater benefits with the least cost."

"Greenfield won't hold that position for long. I can promise you that in the next Congress election, that position will be yours."

Upon hearing this, Aguilar took a deep breath, trying to calm his soaring blood pressure, but the fury and humiliation remained in his eyes.

"I'm curious, Mr. Vice President, why are you so concerned about our Democratic Party's matters?"

He stared intently at Vance, his voice deep, "This seems... beyond your scope of duty."

Vance's smile didn't waver as if he anticipated this question: "Aguilar, I believe this isn't merely an internal Democratic Party affair. It's about the efficiency of Congress and the cooperation of both parties, and it affects the stable operation of our United States."

"A Democratic Party caught in internal conflict is trouble for everyone, including the White House, the country, and us politicians who genuinely care about the nation's future."

"The reason I pay attention to these issues is that I hope to see a Congress that can operate efficiently, where the two parties need not confront each other for some interests, do you understand what I mean?"

"Hehe." Aguilar responded succinctly, with undisguised sarcasm at the corner of his lips.

The Democratic and Republican parties are in constant conflict in Congress, with brains clashing like mad dogs, and you talk to me about cooperation?

Just a few months ago, both parties mutually vetoed each other's funding bills, leading to a government shutdown due to lack of budget for more than a month, with hundreds of thousands of civil servants collectively slackening.

They've reached this level, yet you still use those grand excuses to brush me off. Do you really take me for that senile Biden?

"It indeed sounds like it's for the country, but Mr. Vice President, please forgive my bluntness, I still say this is our Democratic Party's internal matter. I hope you won't intervene."

Seeing this old fellow show no face at all, Vance's smile gradually faded, but he didn't get angry. Instead, his gaze bore down on the other with oppressive force.

"Aguilar, do you think I invited you over today to discuss or seek your permission?"

There were faint threats in these words. Though the Vice President couldn't manage the other side, the Vice President is not just a position; it represents a huge political force and a complex network of connections.

If he's determined to handle him, there are plenty of ways to ruin his reputation.

Everyone mingling in this circle, whose reputation is spotless?

Vance originally thought his toughness would earn respect, but alas, Aguilar couldn't swallow this and wasn't afraid of the Vice President's threat.

With his neck stiff, he retorted, "Mr. Vice President, if there's nothing else, I need to return to work."

Saying this, he stood up and prepared to leave.

"Hold on!"

Vance spoke to stop him, his face dark.

At this moment, he wished he could undo his belt and fiercely lash this old fellow.

However, in the United States' system of separation of powers, he knew he couldn't take actual action against a Congress leader.

"Does Mr. Vice President have any further business?" Aguilar stopped but didn't turn his head.

Though Vance was young, he was quite shrewd. He quickly adjusted his mood.

He pointed at the opposite chair: "Aguilar, don't be in a hurry."

"I'm inviting you to join me in a video meeting. I trust that afterward, you'll change your mind."

Aguilar raised his eyebrows, uncertain what trick this guy was trying to pull, standing and pondering for several seconds before slowly sitting back down.

Vance operated the tablet computer briefly, then turned the screen towards Aguilar.

Moments later, some people started joining the video call.

The image showed several individuals: the current Secretary of State, the Energy Secretary, the Governor of California, and even two core figures of the Democratic Party...

Aguilar's expression began to change: surprise, shock, bewilderment...

Upon leaving that office, he ultimately compromised, agreeing to help Greenfield secure the party leader position.

The condition being what Vance mentioned earlier, that he'd take over next term.

Though it seemed like an empty promise, it at least held hope...

No choice, when faced with a Vice President alone, he could choose to ignore or oppose.

But when facing half a cabinet's core and several key state governors, Aguilar was left with no leverage.

In the video call, everyone simply nodded greetings to him without extra words.

But that was already enough.

Their presence proved that promoting Greenfield to power wasn't just one or two people's will but a collective of power-holders.

Forming a shared arrangement beyond party lines.

Although Aguilar didn't understand how these people came together, one thing was clear: if he didn't comply, he would face not just Vance or Greenfield's suppression but a crushing power group.

By then, his pension might even be stripped away...

In the Congress office, Greenfield immediately received the news, raising his fist in excitement, overjoyed.

If he followed the traditional path, he'd have to wait out Hakeem before having a chance to compete for that position, but now it's within reach.

He got up and went to the window, looking toward Hakeem's office, pondering how to confront the old fellow.

After finishing a cigarette, his assistant knocked on the door to report that Aguilar's car had returned.

Greenfield tidied up his hair and personally went to the hall to greet.

When Aguilar saw Greenfield personally at the door, a flicker of complex emotions crossed his eyes, humiliation, reluctance... but he quickly concealed these.

The two exchanged glances, Greenfield warmly approached, extending his hand as if greeting a closest friend.

Aguilar also quickly adjusted his expression, forcing a difficult smile, extending his hand to shake with Greenfield.

Both hands gripped tightly, like in a struggle.

Ten minutes later, the two arrived together at Hakeem's office.

"Hakeem, Aguilar and I have some ideas regarding party affairs we want to discuss with you, listen to your opinions."

Greenfield was the first to speak, still wearing that respectful smile he always showed.

Aguilar stood slightly behind, with a serious expression, nodding but not speaking.

Hakeem's gaze swept across their faces, a strange feeling inexplicably rising in his heart.